Darrell and his group walked deeper into the underground passage until they reached a massive stone door.
The surface of the door was carved with strange markings, dark and twisted, unlike anything used by Draconia.
The assistant stepped forward and pressed his palm against a hidden groove.
Mana flowed briefly through the lines, and the door slowly opened with a heavy grinding sound.
Cold air rushed out, and from inside the chamber, a massive shape moved.
Clara's eyes widened slightly from the shadows where they were hiding.
Eliza stiffened beside her.
A huge black dragon lay coiled in the center of the cavern.
Its scales were dull and dark, and faint demonic energy seeped from the cracks between them.
Its eyes opened slowly, glowing red in the dim light.
Dahlia narrowed her eyes.
Before anyone could speak, Darrell suddenly raised his hand.
The Draconia soldiers behind him moved instantly.
Blades flashed.
